Problem Child Nino - Locked In

I'm too locked in for that
I'm too locked in for that
I'm too locked in for that other shit
I'm on some other shit, nigga

Straight up
All I'm chattin
I'm too locked in for that other shit
These niggas playin', they ain't livin' off no government

I been stackin' every dollar, I mean every cent
I'm thankful for my daughter, my lil' blessing
Yeah, she heaven sent, nigga
Ayy, I'm gettin' money by the racks now

Bad hoes keep on tryin' to get me capped now
I stay out the way, I gotta beat the pack out
How you chasin' pussy with your hand out
That don't make sense

I let some niggas in the past
But fuck em', ain't trippin
I don't know why they thought the grass was gon' be green
It's all about thumbin' through that money

I just think of fuck the paper, count it fast
Like a real money machine
I might not be starvin', but I'm still about to eat
I'm straight from the ghetto, but I gotta keep it neat

I fuck they head up, I got J's on my feet
Need to worry bout' yourself, why you worry bout' me
I been shittin' on they ass for a real long time
He sittin' on his ass, stressin', steady wastin' time

I wouldn't get it overnight, a lot of days I had to grind
All this gold on my body, every day I gotta shine
Beat the pussy up, it's forever gon' be mine
I can sell it whole, but I'd rather break it down

Your money lookin' funny, you a motherfuckin' clown
It's a Sunday day, I drive the top to ride around
Blood showin' love, all these motherfuckin' pounds
I got the cheapest price, you can't ask around my town

I got it off last night while you niggas was layin' down
I woke up this morning, I couldn't do nothin' but smile
Damn, I'm too locked in for that
I'm too locked in for that

I'm too locked in for that other shit
I'm on some other shit, straight up
I'm too locked in for that, straight up, straight up

Written by:
Adrian Ladson

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